I am Breona a product of the world around me. I am what people wished me to be. I was forced to become what I am by the people I despise now. I am 27 years old, and a gun fighter. I fight for justice as well as those who can’t help themselves, yet I fight for those needing a gun for hire, times come along where I fight just for the need to fill my own need of vengance.

My mother was taken from me when I was 5 by a gun fighter. The man gave me a gun and told me to shoot him and my mother would be free. I missed and he laughed and gave me a second chance. He told me if I missed that my mother would die. I missed and the man drug my mother to me and shot her right in front of me.

My little brother Latreal told my father that it was all my fault and my father kicked me out into the cold that night. I was nothing more then a homeless 5 year old girl stuck out in a storm. I prayed to the Gods that night and tolf them if I survived I would repay them by serving justice when I was older. I not only survived but began to teach myself to handle the craft of gun slinger. My hours of training were hard but I never wanted to feel as if someones death was my fault again.

As I grew I heard stories of my fathers death and of lateral taking over my fathers land and acting as a Tyrant and hiring the man who killed our mother to be his hired gun. I vowed to kill them both before I died. I searched for Latreal leaving a wake of bodies in my wake. Each time I caught up with them they would leave a day or two before my arrival it seems they have heard of my quest for them and of the body count at my feet. I look forward to the day that I kill them both and avenge my mothers death and repay my brother for his lies. Latreal has begun to send hired gund after me now and to this point they have been no match for me.

I came to Ameris for a job to help out an old friend in need of some justice when I met Lord Black Magic and he offered me a place in his Kingdom and I accepted after a weeks time after seeing he is a man of his word and not a man of lies like so many other kings I have run into in my travels. When he became a Keeper he asked me to look out for his friends Atticus and Saiti. I joined the AK and realized Black Magic chooses his friends as he does everything else, carefully and that Atticus and Saiti are the same caliber people as the Magics are.

I still search for lateral and the hired gun during my free time. Vengance will be mine.

Last updated January 9, 2005